They fell asleep, and no one paid any more attention to the tree and the ink lotus.

Arbor entered Taoyuan star to draw a long time's talisman, and made several furnaces of elixir. The calculation time should be almost, so he took a rest.

When he came out, the genius outside was shining.

Sitting on the board, Prince Mo felt her breath and opened his eyes slowly.

I saw that she also had a small, chubby pendant hanging on her body, which made her feel speechless.

that pendant is what the little monk clung to Jo Jo's adult did not make complaints about. The little one slept in a slight trembling eye, and his mouth was half hung, like what he was dreaming of Tucao.

"How did you bring him out?" Mo Lian quickly reaches for the little monk who hangs her.

The little guy frowned in his sleep, smashed his mouth, as if he was not satisfied with changing from a soft cushion to a stiff one!

Joe looked at the little guy helplessly.

Since she entered Taoyuan star, the little monk has been following her with a hot potato. Besides, he has been following her with all kinds of broken thoughts.

The tree had no choice but to bring him out.

At the moment, he is sleeping soundly.

The tree touched his round head, and his head was bright. "Otherwise, let's let the little monk return to the common."

"You see when he was a monk, he kept on talking all day. Maybe he can stop talking when he is still popular."

Mo Lian wanted to turn his eyes, but he still held back. "He is not a monk who loves to talk, but he himself loves to talk, so it's useless to be a beggar or an emperor. I'm afraid he can't change his problem of talking."

Trees:

Well, she's got to admit that there's some truth in what she said.

When I was three years old, would the little monk like to talk more and more when he grew up?

At the thought that he may be in his early days, he has to listen to the old monk's recitation. Arbor thinks that the whole person is not very good!

When it was light, Mo Lian brought the porridge into the wooden shed. He saw the little monk on the wooden bed, wrapped in a small cotton padded jacket and sleeping soundly. He fell down from the wooden bed with a thud

Mo Lian couldn't help but draw a corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to pick him up, she saw the little monk turning over from the ground and sitting up.

A pair of dazed eyes first focused on him, then a small mouth flat, read aloud and howled, "benefactor is running again!"

When arbor came in with a set of clean clothes, he happened to hear the little monk's saying. He couldn't help turning his eyes. "What's it called? It's here."

The little monk stood up from the ground, stepped out of his short legs and ran to the tree. He hugged her and called out, "benefactor, why are you short again!"

Mo Lian:

"You're short!"

Early in the morning, I heard Joe's angry roar. The fat man who was washing outside almost swallowed his mouthwash.

"Ah, ah, brother, last night, did I have a daze. I seem to see that 18 younger sister, who is half pulling herself, pawing in front of my eyes! " The little fat man rubbed his face and couldn't help approaching Lu Yu, squeezing his eyes.

Lu Yu's brother gave him an expressionless look. "You have no eyes."

"I knew it was my eyesight!" A chubby smile.